After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
i live my life in a constant state of hangover.
hey everyone... booty call? my house tonight. bring friends to fuck my friends.
If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
I need to shower. I still have paint on me from the homeless guys
I was freaked out. No man over 50 is allowed to touch me. Ever. Unless you're Michael Bolton. Then please do.
You do resemble something that has been used as a chew toy.
Advice for you. Never grate cheese on your counter then not cleanup the scraps, then have your bf over and endup having sex on the counter. Theres literally cheese melted in and around my ass.
If I get there and all he has for my big valentines surprise is his body, I'm dumping his ass and posting his dirty pictures on a porn site so people can laugh at him.
Did I run into a tree or get punched in the face?
Both.
Have you ever got so drunk that you tasted the future?
I ran into a wall that clearly had things popping out. My eyebrow was bruised, both arms, the bottom of my foot. Lost half of my finger nail, my fake eyelash was stuck in my hair and I have about 47 blurry pictures of a half naked zombie DJ.
wasn't that the evening we made out with the girls from the dental school, drank 3000 beers, almost had to beat up a guy at the strip club and James nailed some hot piece of tail and took her OSU windbreaker, which my dad went on to wear multiple times after finding it in the garage.
Yes. To all of that. Yes.
Danny put 5 hr energy in the jungle juice (that brilliant bastard) and I almost showed my penis to Alex. It was a rough night.
Should I give the penis ring toss game to good will or garbage
Randomize
